“Is it big, though?” Adi questioned, almost agitated that I wasn’t showering his manhood with praise. “Why does that matter? That shouldn’t matter,” I said. “So what you saying, that it’s small?!” My eyes must spend at least 50 percent of any given day rolled to the back of my head. “No, Adi. It’s huge. The hugest I have ever seen in my little life. How will it fit?” I said flatly.
